Dotted Lines

Ignorance is bliss is a statement that I see changing me
Through knowledge have been blinded to a lot of things that I see pressing
See a lot of situations and the vision's not impressing me
Analyzing figures in a board that's full of figurines
Too much time spent rolling the dice, we don't see eye to eye
Might understand the concept, but does it help me if I'm blind to signs?
A wish to see full circle, see dotted strokes, no spaces in between the lines
I am a cat wishing to see the world through lions eyes
Because I still don't feel alive enough to die tonight
Accepting fate, but still faithful that this is not my time
So is the action of acceptance lies?
Or is awareness of it something to consider wise?
What I've overcome just by carrying sun

Time to be
Whatever they need me to be
Self awareness 'cause I need to find me

I need to go be the one
Need to go be the one
Need to go be the one

We walk the road but the goal's avoided
Hang from ropes but we worry if the rope is golden
Attached's a note longing for even longer moments
In fact, there's hope for omnipotence
Though at last we're all eroding
Holding broken portions of a golden globe and
Rode a donkey but they hoped for horses
It's our choices which ignore the omen
Self loathing over stories of a Holy Ghost and
Non-conversing 'bout the calls we ghosted
Let me ask you a question: If the signs were there but you ignored 'em
Is it fine to expect care when you got sick alone man?
Take the question home and think about it for a moment
Because there's no recording of a fallen soldier begging for his arms and shoulders
Once lost just means it won't recover
And that won't change by facing it this way, away from pain or any other
Way to face the rain won't wet it less, even when wearing covers
These just some topics for ponder

Time to be
Whatever they need me to be

I need to go be the one
Need to go be the one
Need to go be the one

What is Independence?
Is it all removed through states amendments?
Bound by rules that we have made to tame us
Is freedom simply a state of mind of understanding?
Or are we simply being free if we'd warp the lenses?
Conceptually colliding tangents
Flowing into one another since the Ten Commandments
Until nature has enhanced the man-made
Sometimes I wonder what will stay and what will be abandoned
So I leave this as some thoughts to hand 'em
Immortalize my words for when I won't be standing
Immortal for all generation's passing
Immortal through the words I plastered
Immortal for when my soul's abandoned
Immortal for when my soul's abandoned